She wouldn’t allow him to touch her breasts for months, and when she finally did, it was only briefly, through her layers of clothing. Gradually get...ing to her bare skin kept him busy for another couple of months, and when he did get there Anna began to share his frustration. His ministrations to her nipples would bring her so close to orgasm that she wanted to scream and she would have to wait hours for the opportunity to bring herself off. At Granny Terrapin’s shack, Anna got out, leaving. The wait wasn’t long as Frank quickly pushed her legs upward toward her tits and leaned in to lick her cunt. Sandy cooperated by spreading her legs to give him room and greeting the licking by undulating and surging upward toward him. This went on for what must have been five minutes while Sandy looked as if she might well have climaxed. Finally, Frank pulled away, lowered his pants and shorts and got on the seat between Sandy’s legs. This time there was no surreptitious preparing to enter her.. Anyways, Katherine was the first woman I ever seen knocked up. I was just a young-un, about eight or nine years old, but I really took to studying Katherine and askin her and mom all kinds a questions. “Why’s yore belly so big?”, and “how did that baby get in there anyways?” was the kind of things I’d ask. Katherine generally told me a lot more than mom ever did when I started askin them kind of questions.Well, the time came and she had that young-un. Not too long after that mom had her to. He turned just so slightly, changing my trajectory. My lips met his. My pussy clenched at the contact. A burst of heat rippled through me. My nipples hardened, throbbing in my bra. My thighs squeezed so tight, my slacks rubbing together as he didn't pull away.Our lips felt glued together. I was too scared to move them, to truly kiss my father. I just held them against him. Trembling. I wanted to moan. To groan out how hot this made me. More and more warmth rippled out of my snatch and...His.